Peace, Please.

Peaceful slumber, as inane as it sounds, is distant and elusive currently.

Jolting out of bed to the tune of not once, not twice, but five times in a short span of four hours spells A-W-R-Y with a capital A.

I'm in pieces. I have no peace.

I'm whirling in constant worry, gripped by an avalanche of fear.

I must let this go.

Dear God, release me from these fears. They are crippling me physically, emotionally and mentally.

All I had yesterday was a slice of pizza and three wings. And the day before? 6 nuggets.

Nausea and abdominal cramps have resulted from the immense stress.

This isn't me.

Hear my cries, O God.

Amen.